Maid not in Cornwall

Edit:In light of some comments on my next blip - this is just a photograph of a kitchen knife that had just chopped a red pepper for the guinea pig and was sat on the work surface waiting to be washed. It was late and I needed to blip something. There is no 'meaning' behind it, nothing sinister, it is just a photograph of kitchen knife that has just done what kitchen knives are meant to do.

It's been a long day. Country mouse and friend have been to the city (Plymouth) to indulge in a little shopping. It seemed like a good idea but after half an hour I remembered why I don't do shopping. Bloody hell I hate it. Hate it with a passion. But I do have some nice new clothes, although depressingly they are now a size ? instead of a size ? thanks to my recent gorging on all things sweet and doughy. We had a nice lunch and lots of coffee pit stops but I'm now completely knackered. I'm so tired I feel like I'm floating just above the ground and my head is feeling all sort of wooshy and strange.
Dishes, then bed.